The Pretty Girl Next to Me Asks Strange Questions Every Day - The Pretty Girl Next to Me Asks Strange Questions Every Day chapter 36

36 – [Segment #2: The Good Boy]

You only live once, so if there’s something you want to do right now, start it.

There are so many people who say this. They speak as if it is a truth that is common to everyone.

But I’m not sure.

I know the meaning of those words and the message I want to convey. What I don’t know is not those things.

That is exactly what I want to do.

What do I want to do?

Having such doubts is a luxury. Because I’m protecting my family. If you do what you want to do, it will only damage the relationship.

So I have to be as good a kid as possible.

I grew up that way, the way I had to.

“I’m back.”

I opened the door and stepped carefully.

Looking at the shoe cabinet, it seemed that Mom and Dad were all at home. It’s still early. Probably both of you just got off work.

Looking at it for a moment, it appeared that the two of you were talking in the same room.

This is never a good situation.

When two people who are not on good terms are together, it usually means that they are fighting.

The first thing to do at a time like this is to peek at the two of them.

Check if two people are fighting, calculate how to do it. If it’s a small fight, you can go into the room pretending not to know, and if it’s serious, you can pretend not to know and stop it.

I’m used to this.

It’s something I’ve experienced several times, no, hundreds of times.

I went unnoticed into the room with the two of them.

With bated breath, I listened to the words coming from inside.

“Hey, isn’t that why you’re hanging around outside?”

“So, what did you do well?”

“Have you finished talking?”

“Why? What? Will you give me a hit?”

It’s no different than usual that there are radical words coming and going. At least, I thought that it was fortunate that there was no sound of throwing or breaking anything.

But that’s only for a while.

“You’re having an affair with a guy, so you’re going out with your child, aren’t you?”

“You must have done well. Uh? Would you?”

Ah, that’s right.

Anyway, I think the source of today’s quarrel is me, not anyone else.

You said you decided to study together with your friends. I don’t know what’s going on, but for some reason the excuse didn’t work.

Maybe he saw the missing swimsuit. Or maybe he was looking through my phone while I was gone.

Whatever it is, it’s my fault.

To lie and go out to play. It wasn’t a good kid’s job.

I knocked on the door with my head down. Neither of them answered, so I waited for a while before entering the room.

“Sorry.”

The face that had been lowered lowered even more.

“My friends said they really wanted to go together. It was difficult to refuse, so I had no choice but to follow.”

This is also a lie, but I couldn’t help it. I don’t know what will happen if I say that I have a boyfriend.

Tsk, I heard a clicking sound. Maybe dad.

The two of them exchanged harsh words, but they never said harsh words to me. Of course, I don’t even do a hand jjigeom.

Both of you must be protecting my duty as parents. So, I have to be a good kid too.

“He’s in his room.”

This time it was my mother’s voice.

I bowed my head again and walked into the room.

I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes.

Remembering the time we played together at the pool just a while ago, I was about to laugh. But now I couldn’t help but laugh. Because I’ve done bad things.

I was supposed to be a good kid, but I had vain thoughts.

The idea of wanting to go somewhere with someone you like must have been a luxury.

I wouldn’t have thought of it at all if it was the same as usual. It’s been a long time since I’ve been used to it. It must have been just something to pass on while saying, “This is how it is today.”

But these days, when I face things like this, I keep feeling sad.

Holding back the tears, I try to catch my breath. You can’t cry.

If I shed tears here, I felt like I would give up everything. I felt like I wouldn’t be able to take on the role of the good kid anymore.

So I have to hold back my tears.

I can hold back tears, but there are some things I just can’t stop.

That’s just remembering the child’s face.

Having someone important to you means weakening your heart.

The kid who accepts my pranks, listens to me even when I get a bit grumpy, makes me laugh by saying funny things, and makes me happy by showing his heart towards me sometimes.

Actually, I wanted to call right now and spit it all out. But you shouldn’t do anything that burdens the child. It will be a day to erase the guilt soon.

From the time I confessed my circumstances right before vacation, that child must be worried.

…… He shouldn’t have said that.

I’ve made up my mind never to do that again.

I did. I was going to

Sometimes I get curious about that child’s heart. A corner of his heart was so uneasy. I wanted to make sure that those eyes were really looking at me.

I want to find out how they look at me, so I ask them.

I’m sure it’s going to get him into trouble, but sometimes I can’t stand it.

Just then, the cell phone rang.

When I opened my eyes and checked the screen, the name on it was…… Again, the child’s name.

Always insensitive, why are you quick-witted at times like this?

I really think it’s petty.

At this rate, I keep missing you, wanting to meet you, wanting to convey my feelings and confirm the feelings of that child.

He turns out to be a bad kid.

I put my cell phone on my bedside and wait for it to end.

If you listen to that child’s voice now, you’ll probably collapse. ‘Cause he knows it will be like that. I can’t answer this call.

The vibration stopped after a while.

There was no call back. Maybe you’re thinking, are you busy? I hope so. I hope you don’t worry about what’s going on.

In my room, which was quiet again.

“During the rest of the vacation…… I can’t meet you…….”

I spat out the words to myself as if I was making a promise.